The Game of A Life Time

Chapter 3- Right Now

I finished counting the money while Carter was sleeping on the couch. He's had a rough week, the entity playing tricks on him again.

His eyes are dark with purple frames, the puffiness from the lack of sleep. He doesn't know that I know, but I heard him crying last night.

He is slowly breaking down from all of the madness, it isn't fair to him. None of this is fair to anyone. This is his life now and I am the one to blame for it.

I pack the duffle bag up with the assorted money and push it by the door. The bed is made up for us, black and grey blankets cover the bed with two pillows at the top.

We had tacos for dinner earlier, he went out while I was sleeping. He took his sweet time coming back though, I woke up when he left.

The door shutting echoed and it woke me, I was getting too hot in the room being smuggled in blankets on the brink of death. He must have left to smoke or get food I thought, so I took a shower and cleaned up the room.

When he did get back, he kissed me and handed me my tacos. I missed tacos, I haven't had them in a while.

Tacos remind me of Soran and his odd ways of eating them.

Oh, Soran, I wish I could have been better at helping him or at least tried harder to direct him while having the attachment. He deserves what he is getting, even though he was being possessed and controlled, Soran knew what he was getting himself into.

We have been through this many times. He is the reason I am here with Carter, battling our lives for this monster. All he had to do was leave it alone, or even mention it to my parents.

Granted, when we went to the party at the cabin the entity was there with Jasper and James, but it never presented itself after that until the amusement park. Japers disappeared for a while, came back to school, then Carter got into that fight with him.

He disappeared again, Jasper never popped back up. It was like he never existed to anyone. His name and person were gone.

A few months ago, I was watching the news on a TV in a small diner while I was waiting for Carter to get done with a drop-off. There was nothing interesting going on until the news showed a picture of my brother captioned, "Teen Killer on Trial for Killing His High School Girlfriend."

I was shocked that he was being tried for it. That he was found and arrested. I never really thought about him after Carter and I went to Fridley. The entity was making sure if that because it knew I would try to save him.

Every once in a while, I will try to keep tabs on the trial and his whereabouts. There have been no comments from my parents that I can tell. Becky's aunt and uncle have some pretty strong words concerning their niece's murder. I would too.

I was a scared little girl who did not know any better. Now, I do know better.

That doesn't matter anymore, none of it does.

The entity has been quiet tonight, watching us from afar. I think it knows how much energy it has drained from us and is letting us take a break. Food definitely helped, but we both need to sleep with no interventions from the rude force connected to us.

I grab a blanket from the bed, a smaller one, and bring it over to the couch where Carter is. Stepping onto the couch with my knees, I lower myself to snuggle up to Carter and place the blanket over us. I whisk my head on his chest to get comfortable and I feel him stir and wrap his arms around me.

Lights go down...

The night calls to me...

Voices from below us in the street cause me to wake up. Music follows after and peak out the window trying to see what is going on.